Seek and Destroy.'

Just dont wanna drink anymore. Really. Not because of moral questions, but just because of my body. I came back from Gym and I was feelling myself so strong and healthy, that alcohol was not my best wish for the moment. All that I wanted was call for a hamburger, lye on my bed and watch the movie I was watching. So I could sleep the angel's dreams and wake up in my white bedroom.. oh, the bedroom that I dream about since I was three.. Actually, I did not dream about it because of the representation of a rich bedroom, but 'white' means peace to me, u know? And I think I have some peace nowadays. Well, at least, I have much peace than I had in my childhood. So I think I can celebrate it. And when I was giving my first bite in my meal, my 'friends' call me and they are at the door of my house. So how could I expel them? I could not do this.. So I went out with them, I drank some vodka and laugh a little. The point is, met people who I dont agree, make myself a bit seek, u know? I dont know why 'cause I REALLY dont think Im so much special than those guys. But when I feel seek, Im angry about ME, u know? yeah, Im kind of weird..
I told I was watching a movie, yeah? Oh, that movie I really want to finish but I dont know when it gonna pass again on tv. That was about a girl, just like me, a little angry on the world she lives, about your ocupation and especially about love.. She really dont know what to think about it and she was not open for loving but she was not close to..
She had a friend. That type of guy that is witty and charming; with some grunge clothes and messy hair; a sexy smile and a clean heart.. I identify my ever situation and, mainly, my current thoughts.
That friend of her played some rocks against her window and she woke up the bed smiling 'cause she knew it was him, knocking on her white big window. So she down the stairs and go out her yard to see that lovely eyes and to listen his honest words. So.. they finally were kissing. And everyday this same storie was repeated.
I think the main part is that they were FRIENDS! foremost. That mattered more than everything. The kisses were just for mutual desire. Maybe its love.. maybe that is exactly what I think love is. The nearest kind of concept of love that only metter. Or should metter.
I wanted to finish that movie.
I hate 'playboys'. By the way, Im hating some things in this world these times. As I was saying, my classrom is filled of this type of people. Conniving with youngs with the same empty values sound sad to me. So I refuse myself to go out with them again. In the next time Im gonna expel them without a bit of pity. And I have said.
Fuck.